Inspired by Steve's wonderful photos of Manchester, I slipped down the bank (literally, actually - never mind, it can be washed) to take some photos of my river. I usually kayak, but wasn't much tempted today. After all the rain it was slipping past at about 30 kph and looking silently, scarily magnificent - great and grey-green and greasy...
This is what my river usually looks like:
Can you send me a large version of these images? They look fantastic. I'm sure if anyone was asked they would say the photo was taken somewhere in South America or another jungle.
ReplyDeleteYes, trouble is a lot of it is that noxious inkweed grown to tree proportions! On the other side of course, not our side :-)
ReplyDeletePics on their way.
BAY OF PLENTY
ReplyDeleteSo green - so lovely
I can almost hear the sounds
Of your faraway islands
In the eons before men stole in
With their Polynesian canoes
And their dreams of grandeur
Rest in peace
Dear elephant bird
On behalf of the human race
I am very sorry
Thank you YP. I'm honoured to have inspired you to such eloquence. Lovely verse. I'm sorry too. Of course it's not just the elephant bird either.
ReplyDeleteThe head of the English department, daughter's school, wrote a moving poem when he first came out from South Africa to NZ... I'll put it on the Passepartout when it's up and running.